"Oh yeah, yeah. We have to hold hands and use the power of friendship to making the magic macguffin do a thing. Sounds simple enough."

He says while sauntering to one side, looking away as if uninterested in her or anything, but his movement - the way he glides his feet across the ground rather than take an actual step, squared shoulders, and a steady arm. He's prepared for what seems cliche but, expected when two eager and bored fighters meet.

"...But that, I think, can wait a bit. This is just an exercise. No immediate...threat if a couple of people dilly-dally, yes?" He turns to her, smiling beatifically.